Pouncing for Peace

We need big goofy dogs in our lives, in our lakes and on our fb feed to remind us sheer goofy joy.

Dogs just wanna have fun. And they so often do.

We want to have fun, and we so often miss the mark.

As serious as things are in this world, and they seem at the moment, more serious than they have for a long time, delighting in being alive is a requirement. Somewhere, someone, I can’t remember who said (something like): Delight is the thanks we owe the Creator.

Can there be a truer statement? Even in the work to be done, enjoy the playful moments.

Peace is filled with delight! Give thanks, and what the heck, pounce a little!

Dancing for and with Peace

This gorgeous photo of dancing water reminds us to dance.

Wherever we are. Whatever we’re doing. Simply because life is beautiful.

Simply because we are able to dance.

I know a young-ish (at least to me) guy who went to the hospital yesterday because there was snow, he shoveled and wasn’t in shape to do so.

We owe ourselves that. We owe Life that. I owe the Goddess those thanks. I think about how frequently I’m ungrateful to my body. There were so many years I didn’t swim — or do anything. And now, i feel good again. Good enough that I shoot baskets with my grandson. What’s that worth? Pretty damn priceless. What did i get out of it? A purple Minecraft palace that will be called Queen Ann’s Palace rather than Queen Grannianni’s Palace because that seemed too old for him! I’ll take that!

So Dance… If there’s anything this world needs right now, it’s a dance!

Alone. In Community. Dance!

Dance because in Peace there is a lot of Dance!

Um, Lots of Snow Peace, It Seems

It’s March. In fact it’s March being particularly March. Warm weather one week and a couple feet of snow the next.

I know people are upset because it’s been so warm and now there’s snow, and it’s a late one… But the upset about it’s having been so warm and now it’s not, should really be an upset about the fact that in February and March, we had unprecedentedly warm weather.

Climate change doesn’t cause the snow, it causes daffodils in early March.

But today, if you live in Central PA — or almost anywhere in PA — it’s a good day to make Peace with snow, because Snow certainly seems to be there, hanging out and accumulating its friends!

Peace, my dears, and be careful.

Present Peace

They tell us again and again, be here now. They’re not wrong.

And the beauty, it’s right here right now. We have to stop and notice.

Because it is in the moment that there is Peace… and then we only slowly widen that… so there is Peace in this moment and then we push it into the next. Now we have a past and a present. The more we do it, the sooner there becomes a future as well.

Present Beauty. Present Peace.

Where’s your Peace Path

I don’t think I knew until I really looked at this photo that there was a place that was so deeply familiar to me… and my family… But when I saw that picture, my heart skipped a beat and then expanded…

It was even sweeter to be looking at it next to my grandson and realizing that we could promise one another to take a walk on this path…

So man people in my life are gone, but there are those coming along… and there’s still time to make the path sacred to them as well…

Find your Peace path, and walk it… walk it together with your family… it’s stuff that brings a family together…

Rooted in Peace

I love this picture. I tried several times to write a very different musing. Although this was musing was my first response to the photo… how could you NOT want to crawl in there with a book — well except for bugs and critters — but it wasn’t the only response i had.

I kept thinking about how my roots are planted in so many different places: The Central Susquehanna Valley to be certain, but also New York City, Oakland, and certainly Sweden. I have tiny tendrils sunk into the ground in Boston and Paris as well. Nothing big, and a nothing sustaining… but certainly tethers.

I’ve loved living wherever I’ve lived. I’ve made friends there. I’ve eaten good food and seen great sights. Some of those friends are gone. Some of those places I haven’t seen for 30 years. But… they bind my heart in lovely ways!

I think of myself as a pretty sturdy tree. But my roots are deep and comfortable in many different kinds of soils in many parts of the country. And I like that.

It causes me to think things through. I like that. It also causes me to realize how different we are here, there, and everywhere. Peace is an amalgam.

Peace is an amalgam we need. Peace to you.

Seeing the Peace behind the Mist

A misty day on a river is one of my favorite things. Whether it’s the mist dancers of late Winter or the heavier fogs of late Summer, I love to see it. And ooh, in the summer I love to swim in it… I find it incredibly beautiful.

The mist obscures things, it’s true. And we have to be patient, waiting for the real picture to be revealed.

And people use the mist to cover up their actions. And somehow we have to work through that.

It all takes patience. Peace takes patience. Justice takes patience. I guess the patience is the growing up part of learning to see what’s really there. And in the meantime? Enjoy the beauty.

Oh, March, Such Wild Peace

March is quite a month. Here in California, the questions are will it be sunny and beautiful or will it rain… pour, pour, pour. Back home the questions are should I wear shorts or where did I put that snow shovel? And not will there be wind, but how bad will it be?

And still we persevere… because all of March is beautiful. Wild has a beauty all its own.

Enjoy it… The drama lessens once April comes alive. Here’s to the wild Peace Of March…

Finding Your Piece of Peace

What is it you’re meant to do? What kind of Peace are you best equipped to enact?

Or maybe a smaller question, what can you/do you contribute to the Great Peace Experiment… What thing that you are perfectly equipped to contribute, because of your particular skills and personality?

Who are the other people you know and love or even don’t know but admire who are contributing to Peace in ways that make sense, with whom you can contribute more greatly to Peace.

Suss is a simple case. He’s a water dog. He’s bred to scent survivors in cold ocean shipwrecks. Now he’s being trained to find sewer leaks that are polluting the River.

It’s a important job, one for which he is uniquely qualified. We’re all uniquely qualified to contribute to Peace. We just have to claim our place.

My friends, in a topsey-turvey worrld, let’s Peace.

Peace in the Swirling Waters

When I googled whirlpool, down at the end of the page, there was actually something about water. Up till then this beautiful, sometimes frightening, natural phenomenon, was ignored in favor of the company.

But whirlpools are caused by the meeting of two currents. They are all beautiful. Some are dangerous.

Right now we live in a political whirlpool. America is certainly part of it, or has its own. But life is swirling all over the world. Fragile people are going to be hurt. and we are all going to be discouraged. Nevertheless we must learn to navigate the waters well enough that we don’t get sucked in. We must be the balm on the waters.

Our world is in flux… We can be part of what makes things better.

If we’re going to think of ourselves as Peacemakers, that’s what we have to do.

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